“How’s your foot feeling?” “A little sore,” she admitted, “but it’s not bad. I just hope there aren’t any interruptions like this afte...noon or I’m likely to blow a gasket.” I laughed softly. “I know what you mean. I doubt we have much to worry about tonight. Sarah and Carrie are going to be in their own world.” Stephie hobbled up the short run of steps, muttering, “I hate this damned boot.” “That’s OK sweetie,” I murmured. “It’ll be off very soon.” We stepped into the cottage, and I flipped on. My friends knew her reputation and sometimes teased me about dating and then becoming engaged to such a slut, so they were likely getting excited at the chance to see her breasts too.The gym was becoming sexually charged in anticipation as we waited for Chet to answer. We had the last court time of the night, and the gym was empty except for us, so I knew that if they did follow through with it, no one else was around to see them, except maybe for a janitor.”Chet finally smiled and said, “Okay,. I rubbed his shaft, swirling my tongue in circles on his head. My hand positioned to rub or, "tickle" his balls with the tips of my fingers.He moaned, "That feels so good."He began to ooze a little precum, which I eagerly licked up. He ran his fingers through my hair, pulling slightly. I wanted him to last all day, so I slowly moved to other, less stimulating areas of his body. Kissing and licking areas I thought would keep him interested, but not cum. I kissed his inner thigh, nipples, and up. She was really pleased and said she would see me next day.I couldn’t stop thinking about her when I got home and after a couple of hours alone I was so turned on I knew I had to do something about it. I spent a couple of hours cruising my favorite lesbian and erotic story sites on the internet. This and thinking of Lindsey got me really hot. I went to my bedroom and stripped off my shirt and skirt and stood in front of the mirror in just a pair of white cotton panties and a matching smooth line.